wilwheaton

wilwheaton:

davidout-sortir:

1975blog:

"It’s just a prank, calm down!"

When did harassing women become a prank? You can clearly see that this girl is trying to laugh it off even though she’s uncomfortable with it, and that is not okay. If I’m a feminazi for pointing this out, then so be it, I’m not going to tolerate this shit.

This Sam Pepper controversy is good. It’s good because he’s being called out on this ridiculous and misogynistic behaviour. FUN FACT: If you ever think that you have the right to touch a stranger on ANY part of their body without their consent, you’re wrong. That’s sexual harassment, plain and simple, and it’s completely wrong.

Fuck this guy. This guy is a despicable piece of shit. I hope all of these women press charges against him.

where my love for one Wil Wheaton grows tenfold.

What Will Your Verse Be?

Does your life seem filtered through a perpetual daze? 

It’s long past midnight, and my brain is so full of noise, that sleep evades.  This ever wakeful life.  A haze through which I bumble, blunder and wander.  Slipping, slipping….seeking…… seeking, what?  Confirmation. Assurance. Solace?

Where is that centre I seek?   It seems a too short blanket that no matter how I push and pull on the tangled weave; some part of me is always left bare.

But when I stop. Be Still.  The fog lifts, the world shifts into brilliant focus. I can see clearly now.  It is now I remember: I need real moments of solitude and self reflection; to balance how much of myself I give away.   Much like that blanket which bears new and lovely threads, woven with those that are faded and broken; all to create one beautiful piece.  My story is not just all the perfect moments; but a combination of all the moments.  A whole life.

So, in these few quiet, peaceful, crystal moments of waiting.  Wandering turns to wonder.  Awe.  Just simply…being….here.  To find the beauty in the mundane.   The meaning in the menial.   It is not enough to just live:  but to live wholly!  Abundantly! 

What a story that would be.

“I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately, I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, To put to rout all that was not life and not when I had come to die Discover that I had not lived.”

Henry David Thoreau

Fleeting Moment

Eye to eye

I just passed by

The wind was just too strong.

A kiss goodbye

too late for why

Shouldn’t have stayed so long.

Blue meets blue

two missing two

So torn by this wrong.

Beautiful smile

please stay awhile

No longer cherish the song.

Let it go

no need to show

Love for one that’s gone.

By and Bye

Sea always meets sky

                                    And storms become the calm